Post by RAVEN LENNOX MONROE on Apr 22, 2013 19:05:45 GMT -8
Lying on the lounge, Raven was able to assess his words with as much calmness as she could. She felt in control of the situation, then, ”Oooh-” She breathed, raising both of her eyebrows at the prodigal son before her. It was interesting to hear him speak about his father in that manner, and most certainly something that she could run with. They D’Orolione boy becoming more and more dienchanted with his own families little ideas was something that was worth her time. Perhaps she had dug into a gold mine with this one without even realizing it tonight. He seemed to be responding well to her little...games, ”Come now. I’m sure he’s not as bad as you make him out to be.” She offered the boy a tiny wink from her left eye, but continued as if nothing had happened, ”Everyone’s a little mad at their parents. After all, they were the ones that demanded we eat our vegetables at the table.” The fiery red-head shook her hair out some, allowing the slightly wet tendrils to fall across her chest before she moved her hand to push it back behind her shoulder.
She watched the boy in front of her carefully, observing as he placed his bottom lip between his teeth and bit down, almost as if he was trying to resist her. Rave was half-cocked to tell him not to bother, but suddenly found herself very amused at his inability to keep himself away from her. In one swift movement, Ezio settled onto the chaise lounge with her, close enough that she could feel the warmth radiating from his body, but just far enough away that there was room between them to breath; to exist as separate entities. Raven wouldn’t allow him the satisfaction of getting that close to her just yet.
”Neither? Interesting.” She noted what he was saying, paying careful attention to the words that he used. If he was going to dance around the outskirts of the problem, then she was most likely going to have to use quotes that were a little...skewed. Not that it bothered her in the slightest, she’d just have to turn some of his words around. Hard and Cruel, now those were words that she could work with, ”Have you ever gotten along with them?” She prompted, reaching up and pushing some of his dark hair away from his face and biting down on her lip slightly, emulating the same reaction that he had earlier.
